Get it?
Welcome to the next RPGame thread, continuing from where the previous thread -
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/4910.html - left off.
The party now sits within a floating crystal (a double-terminated Chesterhedron, if anyone is bored) that was previously a pyramid buried in the ground.
A wealth of resources and opportunities are now available, and many players seem to have actionable goals and aspirations with regard to.
Infernius is currently in the forge, to speak with (or simply observe) Lenos doing what he does best. Tracy has gained a minimal proficiency with thrown kunai, Trump has grand aspirations to turn Port Barry into a thriving population center and focal point for a developing relig-nat-soc society centered around the most Holy and High concept of John Elway, Football, and (Elway willing) His Denver Broncos, with equal emphasis on Rockwell and his designs. Torcuil has much to ponder and develop, except he's distracted cuz THERE'S A FUKKIN' UNICORN!, and Thez is in MOST high spirits simply because not only has she re-acquired her lost record contract, but,... no that's pretty much it for her.
Welcome to the Game, for those unfamiliar and/or new. I'll caution against detractors for a variety of reasons I won't elucidate, just saying it will not go how you plan.
Please, ladies and gentlemen, fillies of all ages, let the games resume.
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George continues, "And what have we here! A paladin am I right? I do sooooo love the taste of Paladin, with a healthy crowd of innocents to boot!" He continues.
Thez looks at Trump (and whoever is near, its kinda inspecific at the moment, but non consequentially): "This is BAD," she's serious.
>>5848Trumpaldin comes out to great the aging man he believes he once saw in a Steven Spielberg and George Lucas film.
"We're making Port Barry Great again" he answers with confidence
>>5852"quickly," he whispers, "Set up a twitter account for me. We're going to need it"
Think of Childish insults to call Palpentine over there >>5853"ARE you now? Quite a noble sentiment little human! I'm impressed enough that I won't kill you outright! To whom have I the pleasure of,... meeting (it sounds like he says 'eating')?"
[1d20 = 15]
infernuis jumps from the crystal towards the king kike and says burn
>>5857"I am Trumpaladin. Former Guard of the Emperor and now the liberator and restorer of Port Barry"
[1d20 = 3]>>5858OOOoooooggggghhh! That's right!
>>5859"It's a means to insult people before a large audience. Just do it"
>>5860"And I am his lawfully-wedded wife and noble steed, Tracy Cage!" the pale horse declares proudly
[1d20 = 20]
Sigh. He swats you aside effortlessly. "Cute, is this your milk-cow Trumpaladin? I am Soros, master of the Abyss, lord of the damned and king of all that is unholy!"
"HORSESHIT! You have no legitimate claim to the throne!" Thez yells from the crowd.
"A familiar voice? Most curious! Step forward!" He reaches his hand out and clenches his fist.
Thez grounds herself and observably resists his actions.
>>5856>>5854Make us some meme, dumb frog summoner!
[1d20 = 3]
Sweet! She succeeded, and she disappears.
He scans the crowd to determine who spoke (both Thez and Tracy)
>>5864"SHE IS NOT MY WIFE OR MILK COW!"
>>5865With a 20,... but disintigrate isn't necessarily an instant kill
>>5865me dont think so i say from the inside of a colapsed building.
[1d20 = 16]>>5870>20anything else and nothing happens
KEK SAVE ME
>>5872Fuck off with soccer
>>5873"I have to do SOMETHING with them!"
>>5863"Are you now, little pony. You know, we have plenty of places in the Abyss for the likes of you. Wait, you smell of blood. Why would a pony smell of blood I wonder? No matter," he turns again to Trump.
"Is this then your congregation?" he gestures above the crowd.
>>5877"And set all the spirits free?! That's crazy!"
>>5878>gold-steel>from an enemy you would meet soon>Soros is JewI still have my rapier, right?
>>5878"They are Port Barry"
>>5880"If that ball is good for anything, it's as a dodgeball"
>>5882I swear to God I will deport you
[1d20 = 3]>>5876infernuis whispers kek towords kike
>>5883Trump, take my sword
The impure gold will be his weekness
[1d20 = 14]>>5882Noted
>>5881Not THAT one,....
>>5874Did you just try and disintigrate him?
>>5885"Ahahahahah! Most interesting, most INTERESTING! A bull who knows the word of chaos! There is more here than meets the eye! I'm going to take my time with this! Starting with-" and he's cut off.
>>5886Trump wields now both Vanderiem and Tourcil's sword,
"WE WILL NO LONGER SURRENDER THIS CITY OR ITS PEOPLE TO YOUR FALSE SONG!"
[6d12 = 23]
From the heavens (remember that time she fell from the sky and punctured the giant's brain? That's a particular technique of hers) Thez lands a two-footed falling stomp technique that knocks George solidly to the ground, she falling near to him, the both a small distance from Trump, Tracy, Torcuil, the crowd, and (in a slightly different direction) Infernius."
>>5889"Psst! Boy! That sword is sheit! Grab me with both of yer wee hands!"
>>5891Sorry, he completely disregards the soccer ball. I don't know what you're hoping to accomplish with it. I will try and figure a scenario in which that works, but this is NOT it.
>>5892Not sure of what to do, Trumpaladin hands Tourcil his sword back, and grasps Vanderiem as if he were a baseball bat, and looks at the now-grounded George as if he were a guy who hadn't paid back his mafia-loan
[1d20 = 14]>>5894>>5890infenuis charges soros with horns.
Thez and George both climb to their feet.
"And now it all makes sense. I didn't think the likes of these could speak Blasphemy such as can be seen in your wake. It was YOU wasn't it?"
"GTFO! You have NO business here, NO contracts!" Thez screams.
"I need no contract, because you have something that is MINE!"
"What I have is RIGHTFULLY mine, at least until succession has been decided," Thez retorts.
"Ahhh! But the Rockefeller is DEAD. NONE exist who can oppose me, and I'm taking back what is rightfully MINE!"
>>5893It doesn't have to be a positive affect. I just wiondered how a creature of darkness would react to concentrated anti-football...*pulls giant knives out of knife cozy*
[2d20 = 5]>>5896Seeing Infernius' charge, Thez pulls out a fist-sized navy-blue stone. "Oh you mean this? You're welcome to (this is the point that Infernius hits) take it if you CAN!"
>>5897"I don't know what you're talking about here, but Port Barry is now of a free people" he says to George, but now also to Thez, uncertain of the meaning of her words
[1d20 = 7]
Unfortunate, your gore attempt does only grazing damage, as you glance off some field or aura protecting him.
"This one again? Away!"